Fame

Jeff Rosenstock

Compositor: Jeff Rosenstock

Did you lose the magic?
Did you make it tragic?
Did you form a habit?
Did you lie about it?
Did you know the reasons
But ignore the reasons
Like the dopes believin’
That we kept the seasons?
Well, line up to watch it crash and burn

Be a nonconformist
Be an aging tourist
Hustle like a tortoise
Show me where the floor is
Latent psychoactive
Feeling apparatus
Like if you seem alive they won’t know that you’re dead
I mean, if you feel alive then you know you’re not dead (Uh oh)

Line up to watch it crash and burn
The fame, the fame, the fame
Line up to watch it crash and burn
The fame, the fame, the fame
Line up to watch it crash and burn
The fame, the fame, the fame
Line up to watch it crash and burn

You don’t even know me
You will not control me
Go ahead disown me
You will not control me
You can give the roasting
You can have the trophy
You can have it all, you can have it all

You will not control, you will not control
You will not control, you will not control
You will not control, you will not control
You will not control, you will not control
You will not control, you will not control
You will not control, you will not control
You will not control, you will not control

You will not control, you will not control
You will not control, you will not control
You will not control, you will not control
You will not control, you will not control
You will not control, you will not control
You will not control, you will not control
You will not control, you will not control

You will not control, you will not control
You will not control, you will not control
You will not control, you will not control
You will not control, you will not control
You will not control, you will not control
You will not control, you will not control

Yeah, leave me the fuck alone
Leave me the fuck alone
Yeah, leave me the fuck alone
Leave me the fuck alone
Line up to watch it crash and burn